Fortress of Ten Thousand Races in the Badlands of the World

Chapter 125 A Big Wave of Corpse Lords is Coming
In a blink of an eye, it was three days later.

Hope that close to [-] corpse owners have gathered outside the city!

The commotion here was so great that the citizens of Hope City who were tens of kilometers away already knew about it.

"Old Liu, have you seen that tens of thousands of strange creatures are swarming towards Hope City dozens of kilometers away!"

"Hehe, are you the only one with eyes?"

"That's right, who doesn't know about Hope City?"

"I just don't know, what to do with these things?"

"Hehe, Rum, you just came to Hope City, so you may not understand some things. But today, I will teach you one of the most important things!" A bearded man said to a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard.

"Oh? What's that?" Rum was obviously interested in what the bearded man had to say, and asked as he poured him a glass of wine.

The bearded man cheerfully raised his full wine glass, drank it down, and said, "This refers to Sheng Ziyou, the founder and builder of Hope City!"

"As long as he is here, no matter what the crisis is, he will get through it safely."

"This is the famous "Sheng's Metaphysics" in City of Hope."

"This is also the reason why City of Hope is full of vitality and why there is constantly new blood."

"So, the old Hope City people who have gone through some of the previous incidents encountered this kind of incident again, and more people proceeded with the mentality of watching the excitement."

"I see!"

"The City Lord may not be the most powerful."

"But it must be the luckiest..."

When Rum heard this, he suddenly realized.

Unexpectedly, this young Hope City lord had such a story.

But even Sheng Ziyou himself didn't expect that he still had the nickname "Son of Luck".

He also thought that he might be some kind of "cold-blooded dictator" or "young city lord".

The sky is slightly bright.

The news of the approaching enemy of Hope City spread throughout Hope City.

A large number of citizens who did not have construction tasks, or who had contributed enough points, set foot on the city wall one after another.

Wait and see in the direction the corpse owners came from.

Sheng Ziyou knew about it, and so did the Standing Committee of the Citizens' Assembly.

Under Sheng Ziyou's signal, the Standing Committee did not interfere with the citizens' actions to join in the fun.

Sheng Ziyou felt that this battle could more effectively unite the people of Hope City.

This is outside the system.

Outside Hope City, where the Necrons gather.

More than 6 corpse owners and more than 60 necromancers gathered together.

Densely packed, all over the mountains and plains.

The black mass is full of corpse owners.

One of the corpse master troops has a completely different shape from the others.

This is the corpse master under Lei Mo who arrived first.

The undead clan surrounding Remo looked at Remo with suspicion.

"Raimer, why did you act privately?"

"Why did you turn on the combat module first?"

"What am I going to do? I still have to report to you?" Lei Mo raised his mouth with a look of disdain.

"You... what did you say?"

"I am the leader of the vanguard!"

"Hehe... so what?" Lei Mo still looked at the guy in front of him who became the leader of the Vanguard Army through his relationship with disdain.

Who is strong and who is weak, and who hasn't figured it out yet?

Garbage related households!
"Remo! If you disobey discipline like this, I will definitely send you to the military court of the Necromancers after the war! Accept the trial of the Lords Federation!"

"Okay, okay, let's not mention this for now. How many brothers have not arrived? Count it!" Another dead spirit on the side changed the subject.

Then count up!
There are currently 61 dead souls.

37 more have yet to arrive.

"General Tarim, there are still 37 brothers not here!"

It was General Tarim, the leader of the vanguard army, who had been fighting with Lei Mo just now.

Remo is one of the ten lieutenants.

Originally, the main general should probably belong to Lei Mo.

Even if it wasn't Lei Mo, he should be one of the ten lieutenants.

But when they finally set off, they didn't expect a general to come out by airborne.

It was only later that Lei Mo heard that this general was the illegitimate son of a lord!Only then did there become a master general.

The lieutenants were very dissatisfied.

But most are still holding back.

Only Lei Mo put it on his face, and he would blush every time.

It was very embarrassing.

This is also related to the lord he followed.

His lord is Tucker!

They're all full of tantrums!

"Keep waiting!" General Tarim said.

"What are you waiting for? More than 6 corpse owners! Can't destroy a small human gathering place?" Lei Mo said angrily.

"I said! Wait!" Tarim seemed to be aroused by Remo!
Eyes wide open, glaring!

That look seemed to eat Remo alive.

"What... ah..." Lei Mo hadn't finished his next sentence.

Tarim suddenly burst into flames, his eyes were sharp, his hands turned into claws, and he lifted Leimo's neck.

Then push hard.

Remo's head rolled off his neck.

As soon as Tarimu let go of his hand, Remo's body slumped down like mud!
Looking at the scene in front of him, Tarim's face was cold.

He said coldly: "I advise you to pack your head quickly and stand up!"

Tarim looked coldly at Lei Mo who was lying limply on the ground, as if he had lost his voice.

He knew that there was nothing wrong with Lei Mo.

If the necromancers died so easily, they wouldn't be called the necromancers.

This time it was just a warning to Remo.

Sure enough, as Tarim expected, Lei Mo's body slowly stood up again, walked to his head, and slowly stretched out his hand to grope until he reached it.

Then put his head back on his neck.

As soon as he put it on, Remo's eyes reopened.

He looked at Tarim with extremely resentful and somewhat fearful eyes.

Lei Mo's fate also made the other necromancers present shudder.

It is difficult for the undead clan to die.

It seems that no matter who dies, there is a possibility of resurrection.

But every death is also a real death.

And the taste of death is absolutely unpleasant.

Remo died just now.

Although I have experienced the feeling of death more than once.

But it was the first time someone wrung the neck off.

Lei Mo wrote down this revenge.

But now the form is stronger than the person.

Admit it.

Resurrected Lei Mo adjusted his mentality.

He lowered his head, stood aside, and did not fight the Tarim anymore.

But during Tarim's speech, Lei Mo kept staring at Tarim.

It seems to be waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

Tarim also noticed Remo's gaze, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

The crushing of true strength is not afraid of any conspiracy.

Of course, Tarim did not expect that such a small episode would bring them disaster.

So, time was spent in their waiting.

And the hearts of Hope City citizens are constantly waiting for cohesion.

Gradually twist into a rope.

At this time, there were nearly 9 corpse owners outside Hope City.

Tarim is ready to attack at any time to attack Hope City.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Tarim prepares to charge into Hope City with one charge.

All open the combat module, and the speed is fully open.

Rush into Hope City!
(End of this chapter)